The American Alliance.
A small town.
Flames soared into the sky.
Screams, pleas for mercy, the sounds of slaughter, and savage laughter rang out without end.
A group of men in camouflage uniforms bearing Sun Emblems dragged countless women out of their rooms.
Amid their victims' piercing pleas, they dragged them into dark corners.
The streets were littered with male corpses.
Even children of seven or eight had not been spared.
The town of several thousand people had been destroyed in a single day.
In the town center, dozens of Awakened corpses lay on the ground, almost none intact.
Among these Awakened were quite a few Fifth Awakening experts.
Amid the pile of corpses, a man in samurai robes held a blood-drenched Tachi.
Blood-red moonlight spilled over his back, making him look utterly eerie.
He was clearly a man, yet the lipstick on his lips was more flamboyant than a woman's.
"Xiaodao Yuki, I killed thirty-eight Awakened. Is that more than you?"
In the distance, a burly mercenary with blond hair and blue eyes held a Gatling taller than a person and laughed wildly.
The man named Xiaodao gave a sinister smile and answered in an androgynous voice, "I killed thirty-eight Awakened too, but I also slaughtered eighteen ordinary households."
"You're a real sicko."
The Western-looking man roared with laughter.
As though he had heard a compliment, Xiaodao proudly raised his head.
Just then.
His phone rang.
He glanced at it suspiciously and frowned.
"Hello?"
"Brother, save me! I'm trapped in Ice Prefecture."
Xiaodao Yuki's expression changed, and his breathing quickened.
"Brother, Little White Tiger and his people are searching the whole city for me. I can't hide for much longer."
"Tian Guang won't save me. He... he said he didn't have to show you any respect..."
"Shut up!"
Xiaodao